Kirb and I at the concert
Then on Thursday, my brother Brent and his girlfriend Terra arrived. We have had fun hanging out and look forward to the next week while they are here. Today was the big birthday BBQ for Jeff. I don't think I sat down from the time I woke up until about now, but it was really fun. I made my very first cake (I know it sounds funny, but we just never eat cake and it's usually brownies or cookies or some other type of dessert, not cake) and you can't laugh at the pictures. I don't pretend to be a great baker or dessert decorator. But I had fun, and I realized that I made the top of the cake match the little candle I had for Jeff, which I didn't even mean to do but was pleasantly surprised that I happened to do. :) It worked out ok, it tasted good anyway.
We had burgers, roasted garlic with brie and pugliese, guac and chips, fruit (strawberries and blueberries with CHOCOLATE pieces, thanks Staci!), a great pear walnut and cheese salad (thanks Emily!), corn on the cobb, and then cake and ice cream. It was a good time and good food. There were about 15 people in attendance. Jeff got some really nice presents including a fun piggy bank, a mini basketball hoop, a book, some animal foam things for the tub, a great Nike track suit, a personalized quilt that Emily made herself, and some fun photo coasters. Jeff had a fun time mainly throwing rocks and leaves outside, and while he ate his cake, he got tired and started rubbing his eyes, which is where this photo comes in. :)
He actually ate his cake very well and didn't make much of a mess at all until the rubbing of the eyes started. Then the cameras started flashing. :)
Here's us opening his presents, it was cute how much attention he gave the cards, probably because he loves books, and also because he thinks every card is going to be like the Old MacDonald card. :)
2 comments:
Jeff is SO SO SO SO SO cute! I can't believe he's one!
Happy Birthday, Jefferson! I'm sorry to be late.
Welcome to the Toddler Years...it's the coolest place to be!
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